Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 177: The Secret Chronicles of the Demon Lord and the Eldest Princess

For a moment, 'Ye Meijing' almost pulled Feng Ya Xianzi into the spectacle, but knowing that Feng Ya Xianzi was actually the most troublesome, she held back.

"Enough! I love Feng Ya Xianzi and will for a hundred years! No confessions will sway me!"

'Ye Meijing' declared firmly. Gu Xiangsi saw her resolve and sighed softly.

"You're just like the rest," she said before turning away without looking back.

'Ye Meijing' was left bewildered, but before she could catch her breath, Feng Ya Xianzi approached, repeating her earlier words, "A hundred years unchanged."

"That was just to fool her."

'Ye Meijing' laughed, puzzled by Feng Ya Xianzi joining the fray. Her favorite pastime at Cangyu Sect was using Feng Ya Xianzi's name to mislead people, and even now, doing so in front of the person herself, 'Ye Meijing' felt no guilt.

"But I took it seriously."

Hearing this from Feng Ya Xianzi, 'Ye Meijing' turned to look at her. Even if her appearance had changed, those eyes remained the same, clear and bright like stars in the sky.

But she knew Feng Ya Xianzi was merely teasing her for her nonsense.

'Ye Meijing' responded lightly, "Well, Feng Ya Xianzi is a convenient name. Lucky for me, there's no White Delayed Mental Hospital in this world, or I’d be committed for sure."

Feng Ya Xianzi paused momentarily at her ramblings before advising, "Stop spouting such nonsense."

"Don't worry, it was a one-time thing, purely circumstantial."

'Ye Meijing' laughed, deciding that if any more romantic troubles arose, she would continue using Feng Ya Xianzi as a shield.

Feng Ya Xianzi seemed doubtful but didn’t press further, her gaze drifting as if lost in thought again.

"Big Sis! Big Sis, I've got something big!" Just then, the previously absent plump boy reappeared. 'Ye Meijing' was initially puzzled but, recalling her recent encounter, found his presence endearing.

"Hmm? What big news?"

Feigning elder sister authority, 'Ye Meijing' was curious about the urgency.

"Big Sis, look, it's the secret chronicles of the Demon Lord and the Eldest Princess! You mentioned being interested, and I managed to buy it!"

Before he finished speaking, the thin book vanished before 'Ye Meijing' could even reach for it. Glancing around, she saw it in Feng Ya Xianzi's hand.

'Ye Meijing' was more puzzled, whispering, "Master, surely this doesn't concern you?"

"It's an eyesore, should be burned."

"What's so sinister about it, Master? Aren't you curious about their secret history? I sure am." Mentioning the pitiful Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng made 'Ye Meijing' grit her teeth.

Because of Feng Ya Xianzi, her apprentices all fled, leaving her, the unfortunate Demon Lord, ridiculed by the world. Even more infuriating was that Feng Ya Xianzi hadn't taken any apprentices at the time, leaving 'Ye Meijing' no way to retaliate.

Wait, if she truly became Feng Ya Xianzi's true disciple, couldn't she charm herself, claiming to have been captivated by the Demon Lord's beauty to avenge her lost apprentices?

The more 'Ye Meijing' pondered this plan, the more appealing it seemed. But watching Feng Ya Xianzi rapidly flip through the book, seemingly oblivious to her presence, made her wonder.

This was a reading technique that used Qi to enhance memory, achieving photographic recall. Yet 'Ye Meijing' was perplexed as to why Feng Ya Xianzi, while denouncing the book, seemed so engrossed.

Though curious, 'Ye Meijing' let it go, seeing the preliminary matches had begun. She watched the platform, noticing the familiar host from the day before.

The first match featured a robust young man declaring his challenge to his senior sister.

"Sister, if I manage to defeat you, will you agree to be my Dao partner?" he shouted, his face turning red.

The crowd erupted in boos, disapproving of the public display of affection.

However, cultivators differ from ordinary people, judging by skill. The senior sister stood and effortlessly pummeled the man into submission.

"This isn't how it's supposed to go. Aren't they supposed to end up together?"

'Ye Meijing' found humor in the situation, wanting to joke but finding only Feng Ya Xianzi beside her, she swallowed her comments.

Regardless of what unfolded on stage, Feng Ya Xianzi remained engrossed.

If not for using Ye Wenxin's face while reading about the Demon Lord and the Eldest Princess, Feng Ya Xianzi's focused demeanor might deceive everyone.

But because she had Ye Wenxin's face, 'Ye Meijing' found it even more agonizing…

"The second match is starting!"

The host announced, as two burly men entered, fighting fiercely without words. Though their cultivation levels were low, their spirit and determination moved the crowd, evoking a long-lost desire to fight in 'Ye Meijing.'

Third match, fourth match…

Each match lasted ten minutes, and 'Ye Meijing' noticed the plump boy waving from afar. He seemed nervous, but 'Ye Meijing' had given him the reinforcement talisman from Feng Ya Xianzi, ensuring an easy victory.

Naturally, to teach Su Mei a lesson, 'Ye Meijing' had instructed the plump boy to slap her face, making her realize her audacity.

The more 'Ye Meijing' thought, the more she anticipated, but a glance caught a familiar figure stepping onto the platform. It was none other than Su Mei.

The unexpected twist puzzled everyone. 'Ye Meijing' couldn’t fathom Su Mei’s intentions. Was she aware of the plan to slap her and wanted to preemptively retaliate?

"Miss Su Mei, who do you wish to challenge?"

The host continued engaging with Su Mei, maintaining a friendly atmosphere.

After witnessing the fierce battles and romantic gestures, Su Mei’s appearance as a female challenger brought a fresh thrill to the audience.

"I wish to challenge the outer disciple Ye Wenxin."

Sure enough, Ye Wenxin’s name was called.

Everyone familiar with Ye Wenxin was surprised; they knew her alchemical talents but not her cultivation prowess. It was clear Su Mei intended to exploit her higher cultivation to teach Ye Wenxin a harsh lesson.